Union of Crows

Union of Crows There are certain things in my life, I need to work on. Like I need a plan for the next six months of my existence. But then somebody comes along and says, “Stoney, take it one day at a time.” And yes for me I am a planner,...

Last Name First

LAST NAME FIRST With a plastic cup and a quick hand, you might catch him in the act. You see, Stoney man acts up and acts out energy trauma at the drop of a hat, and we all know this is the stormy season, and cold winds blow. And we are not...

Tangled Line

TANGLED LINE My mind is screaming at me to get these blogs written. What blogs. Who screams louder than the wail of unseen premonitions cast upon a giant landfall of the mind. And I am neither pressured or assured, but still having the...

Beyond Words

BEYOND WORDS Currently all I can think about is returning to the familiar. Routine would be something we relate to as predictable and familiar. The things we do each day, week after week, year after year. And I am exaggerating some as I often...

Not Just Me

NOT JUST ME There is a time for plausible denial, and even the mere mentioning of that makes me wonder, “Did I say that?” Denial. Resistance. And the difficulty of just getting through your day, or days. And I am staying busy now, and enter...

dog meat happy

DOG MEAT HAPPY So this is like a true confession. Seems we are strangers until we are not. Not very profound, that statement. But is as if you think you know me. Reading my blogs. Some have been doing it for years. And I treat them just the...

Main Squeeze

MAIN SQUEEZE So I have these notes waiting for me in my extra department. First one: “You crack me up.” And now I am wondering, who is that? Use to be Kamini, but she sent me a Dear John email recently, so its more like she said, “Headed for...

Le Soupe

LE SOUPE It was in the pot. A certain stench. Drifting in and covering me, with an odor I couldn’t escape. And my companion nearly wept, reminding me how much she loved me, and yet. The Stench. And I tried to come up with something that would...

living landfill

LIVING LANDFILL From time to time I talk to myself. And they say, “The smart ones don’t say much, but if you listen and make the connections, its like a complicated puzzle, its really worthwhile.” So when I talk to myself it is in an...

the filthy blog

THE FILTHY BLOG So it has been a while since I made time for you. Not a matter of being selfish. Turn of the year, and you might as well say: “Turn of The SUN.” Would like to be clever and talk about sundials and primitive ways, when simple...

House-Call

HOUSE-CALL It is wintertime, and it might depress me if I put myself in your shoes. See things that remind me I am doing well. Things like: “Its Cold in Here. But its colder outside.” And I cringe and hide and take another mood dip. And I do...

To Be True

TO BE TRUE Things are much more complicated than they need to be, to write a blog and use somebody else’s material and help. But instead of complain about Afghanistan and things so far beyond me, I wonder if its worth learning how to spell...